"Brother~~~"
Yu Yun suddenly cozied up, asking sweetly, "How should I reply to him?"
"As you please."
Han Lie truly didn't care; Duan Xiaoyi was already a thing of the past and wasn't on his mind at all.
It's obvious even just by thinking with your toes that right now Yu Yun has no possibility of straying, nor would she be a loser like Duan Xiaoyi.
"How about this then!"
She gave a mischievous smile, suddenly pulled Han Lie's hand, placing it under the table on her snow-white upper thigh.
Then she raised her phone and snapped a photo, directly sent it to Duan Xiaoyi.
"Keep sucking up, aren't you? I've almost reached the peak, and you're still feeling good about yourself. Must give you a piece of my mind, right?"
With a bang, the phone slipped from Duan Xiaoyi's hand in the dormitory.
Immediately after, he jumped out of bed and flipped out the SIM card—the photo was too exciting to lose!
Meanwhile, Yu Yun gazed at Han Lie with seductive eyes.
"Brother, am I being good?"
